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However, before Shangguan Xiao could speak, Yan Fu, the Minister of Civil Service, gritted his teeth and stood up.

His face was livid and veins popped out on his forehead.

"It's ridiculous, it's complete nonsense."

Yan Fu's voice was sharp because of anger.

"Zhao Zhiwu, don't confuse people with your lies here."

"The Heshuo Plain was recaptured by our Emperor Gaozu of Chu after untold hardships. How many loyal soldiers' bones are buried in that land?"

"You give up when you say you want to. Are you worthy of Emperor Gao's spirit in heaven? Are you worthy of those heroic souls whose bones are buried in a foreign land?"

Yan Fu's words were so righteous that they immediately aroused the echo of several conservative civil servants.

"That is, the inheritance of our ancestors should not be abandoned lightly."

"This is a move that shakes the foundation of the country and is absolutely impossible."

Faced with this overwhelming accusation, Zhao Zhiwu not only did not feel afraid, but actually laughed.

He smiled very playfully, even with a hint of sarcasm that Gu Huai often had.

"Master Yan, if we can hold on, do you think I am willing to give up?"

Zhao Zhiwu took two steps forward and stared at Yan Fu.

"Since Mr. Yan has failed his ancestors one by one, he will swear to defend his ancestors one by one..."

He paused, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Then how about leaving the entire task of guarding the Heshuo Plain to Mr. Yan?"

Yan Fu was immediately speechless.

His face turned from green to white, and then from white to red. His mouth was open but he couldn't say a word.

"Why, Master Yan stopped talking?"

Zhao Zhiwu pressed forward step by step, his voice full of teasing.

"Master Yan is the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. His disciples and former officials are all over the world. He must be able to raise several million taels of military pay and mobilize an army of hundreds of thousands. It is just a matter of a few clicks, right?"

"You...you are using strong words to make sense."

Yan Fu's face turned red, but he couldn't find any suitable rebuttal for a while.

"I am a civil servant, and it is the duty of a general to defend the territory against the enemy. How can I do it?"

"Wenchen?"

Zhao Zhiwu snorted coldly, and his face instantly turned cold.

"You also know that you are a civil servant."

He took a sudden step forward and pointed at Yan Fu's nose.

"You, Lord Yan, are sitting in this tall and warm mansion in Luo'an City, drinking hot tea, hugging your beautiful concubine, and telling the soldiers to defend her with your words."

"Have you ever led a soldier? Have you been on a battlefield? Do you understand the hard work of frontline soldiers?"

The atmosphere in the hall was instantly detonated, and everyone was staring at Zhao Zhiwu.

"My father and my grandfather, when they were leading troops at the border, even though I never led soldiers, I heard them talk about the tragic situation on the front line."

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